Why am I bringing this up with you now?
A faint smile appeared on her face as she calmly explained, It’s because we’re in the middle of the holiday season. After the holidays, when you go back to Splendid, take your draft with you. Whether you can impress others is up to you.
Mila understood perfectly.
She sighed with relief and returned the smile with a relaxed expression. I understand, Professor. I promise I won’t let you down.
Jade nodded, recalling something else.
Oh, and although you can’t participate in the fashion show this spring, you can still come with me to observe.
After the holiday season, I’ll be heading abroad. Make sure to finalize your divorce quickly.
Once that’s settled, come with me overseas. Attend the March and June fashion weeks. It’ll be a great opportunity to see the works of international designers and broaden your horizons.
Jade’s brand headquarters were overseas, and the company was publicly listed there. The major operations were abroad, and she rarely returned home unless necessary.
If it weren’t for Mila’s situation, she might not have come back this year. But now, she wanted to keep her grandniece close. With her advancing age, she didn’t want to be separated from her only family.
Mila felt a slight headache but agreed nonetheless.
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After they finished their meal, Jade’s car arrived.
They saw her off and watched her car disappear down the street. As they turned to leave, Miranda suddenly stopped, tugging at Mila, who was absorbed in her papers.
Wait, what’s this about? Why is Giselle alone with Adrian? Miranda was stunned.
Mila looked over and froze as well.
In the distance, she saw Adrian holding Giselle’s hand, seemingly joyful as they skipped into a nearby hotel. They were probably going to have a meal together, without Lysander.
Mila instinctively glanced in the direction Jade’s car had gone, relieved it was out of sight.
Just the sight of them made her sick!
Fuming, Miranda drove her friend, who had a bandaged head, back home. Worried about Mila’s emotional state, she decided to stay the night.
In the middle of the night, she awoke and reached out, only to find the bed empty. Her heart sank.
Is she hiding somewhere, crying alone?
Unable to sleep, she got up to search for her friend.
She walked down the hallway and noticed a light seeping through the door of the second-floor studio. Inside, she found Mila, engrossed in her work, surrounded by papers.
Miranda was speechless.
She had no words for her workaholic friend.
You’ve got an injury, and you’re still up late working. Aren’t you worried about turning into a total wreck?